Thursday, January 11, 2018

Update 2017

I'm looking at my last blog post and I didn't write any New Years Resolutions last year, only an update! I'm sure I wrote them somewhere else, but without them here, I don't have the standard reflection on whether I "achieved" anything or not. Either way, here is an update on all that went well and also not so well in 2017.

I moved to Argentina.

Obviously this took a huge amount of adjustment, focus, and determination. Setting up new business relationships, chasing after as many different jobs as possible, fighting for fair wages, realizing that Argentina is a whole different animal, and in effect, moved into an entirely different social class. Changing my diet, completely losing an exercise routine, learning to live in a smaller space, learning to live with a person from a very different culture.

The main feeling that persists but also remains exciting is one of being in an upside down world. Maybe not upside down. Essentially everything I had in the United States exists in some form in Argentina. But all of my senses have gone through an adjustment period because everything is just slightly off. I could write for my entire life about this feeling. But for now, I will just write a little about what I accomplished, where I traveled, and what I would like to do in this next year.

The year started with intensive Spanish classes with Cintia y Clau. I took the classes with Lizzie and soon found that I 1. was not quite advanced enough to be in her class and 2. was running out of money at a rapid rate. I loved the classes but had to quit after about 3 weeks. From there, I started working at the same institute but in the English department for our summer session. I had a beautiful class and had so much fun. My two Mario's, the university student who looks exactly like Messi and a friend, Jorge. This was the introduction to my not really know the English language as well as I thought. Fiona and I shadowed Steph, but I realized I had a long way to go to feel fully in command of the topic at hand.

Either way, I did my best, and we had a great summer session. I may have started some yoga at this point. I know I played soccer a couple times until I eventually hurt my ankle. The early months are a bit of a blur. I was very shy and defeated after I stopped taking Spanish classes because I didn't know how to continue with my development in the way that I wanted. I started searching for other jobs and found one for business English and one in a photography school. This created some scheduling conflicts but eventually got sorted and I moved into a new routine.

The beginning of the school session started in March and from the jump, I had a conversation class Monday night, Pre-inter right after. Tues/Thurs was a private with Gus and then a half hour break and then upper intermediate. Right away I struggled with my upper and loved my pre class. The learning curve was steep and I was flying by the seat of my pants. At this point I was still walking to all of my classes. The business classes were at Rofex and Soteica in Puerto Norte. I eventually quit the Rofex class as it didn't jive with my schedule.

We lived on Mendoza y Rodriguez entre Callao. I will never forget saying that but maybe I will. I walked on Blvd Orono a lot more then. I eventually became more comfortable going to my vegetable store and the Salumeria across the street. During the early times, I did not like to hang out with Lucas's friends because I always felt like the stupid one and struggled to put myself out there. Even the girl across the street at the Salumeria. She was kind to me and told me to come over anytime, but I didn't because I was ashamed. Because I never had a deadline or date of departure, I just figured I would eventually get used to things in Argentina and allowed myself to be painfully shy and anti-social. I got a massage with Marile at around the 3 or 4 month mark -- I had met her because I hurt my ankle and she helped me. Lucas bought me that massage for my birthday I think. It was very emotional but afterwards, Lucas was kind to me and I stayed hopeful.

During this time, we were kayaking a bit. One trip in particular I remember taking with Javi. Lucas introduced me to his business partner Oscar, who has never seemed to like me, to this day, really. We did not see his family a lot but his sister in law and cousin Ana Clara were very kind to me and always reached out. Ana Clara liked to practice English and I would grow frustrated at wanting to improve my English. I isolated myself a bit.

At the end of summer party for EinR I met Junia, a Brazilian who was more advanced in speaking than me, but who instantly reminded me of Kelsey and made me feel like I had a friend. I didn't end up hanging out with Junia as consistently as I thought I would but through Junia, I started hanging out with my original Spanish teacher Cintia, and we became fast friends from there. Cintia would become my strong hold. My rock in Argentina.

At one point, I met Noe. This must have been at Corrie's birthday party out in Funes. Mike and her were still at a point where they were "comfortable" hanging out after their breakup and on the drive home, we got to talking about tango. I became extremely excited about the idea of trying it out. And she later invited me to go. I would later fall in love with tango, attend a ton of Monday night classes, but later lose steam as I was a bit creeped out by some of the boys but more significantly, probably felt ashamed or like I wasn't learning fast enough. Sometimes, one needs a break from feeling like THE idiot all the time. Either way, Noe and I were kindred spirit and reconnected later in the year.

Perhaps halfway through the year, I started teaching morning classes with Min Soo and Mariano. This led me to start going over to Lucas's uncle's house, Tio Ernesto, to talk about literature and writing and whatever we could find in common that I could comprehend in Spanish. Also kindred spirits, we seemed to just have a deeper understanding then most people. Though our lunch dates stopped after awhile, the connection remains.

From there, I met Shubi, a Mongolian contortionist who had taken classes with Cintia. She asked Cintia if she knew someone who could give private English classes and I became her teacher. She started coming over to my house and I started teaching her from there. From the very beginning.

I just realized I'm missing a couple jobs. When I first arrived, I also arranged to babysit for a family who wanted their kid to learn English. Georgina and Rafi and the grandmother was always there. I did not like the situation and eventually moved on.

The other job was a connection through Junia. A Brazilian who wanted private English classes. I would go to her house, Vivi, and her little dog would yip and turn. They lived closer to the river. She eventually failed her medical test. Later dropped out because she got pregnant and I believe returned to Brazil.

Anyway, back to the Shubi era. The English classes for Shubi eventually stopped as we started a Spanish classes at UNR - Facultad de Humanidades. The greatest class of all time with profe Natatlia that eventually led to a wonderful friendship and intercambio with Natatlia. The greatest and kindest person I have maybe ever known. She is pure, and Argentine, and full of adventure.

This is getting to the point of 8 or 9 months. Maybe even more. By this time, we were starting the process to move. A month before hand was very bad as the stress was intense and communication poor. I was also extremely sad to leave the first apartment. We eventually moved to Zeballos entre Mitre y Entre Rios.

At some point, I went to Texas for my brother's graduation. This was my 6 month passport refresh. By this time, I had given up on yoga after trying from many different studios. When I came back from Texas, I pretty much completely quit tango as well.

Fiona left at some point in here and eventually Amanda came around. Eventually became more and more friendly with the EinR staff. Jaqui, Flav especially.

Another thing I haven't mentioned yet is all the trips I took in between. For my birthday trip and three month passport refresh, I went to Buenos Aires and Montevideo, Uruguay with my friend Ashley who was one of the first to come down to see me. This was a wonderful feeling for me because I felt much more capable than I had during my entire time so far in Argentina. I had to take care of Ashley in a way and felt freer to chat and utilize the skills I'd learned thus far. We went to the cemetery, book stores, and took the ferry and then bused to the capitol city of Uruguay. People with mate EVERYWHERE in the streets.

I also went to Santa Fe twice last year to visit with Adrian and his family who moved there from Venezuala. Each time was a very transformative experience for me. To feel that family connection and be around kids and asados and people beginning their lives. Their giving spirit despite my limitation in communicating was deeply moving to me. I also was able to feel the difference from the first time I visited to the last. My communication skills improved immensely and it gave me the ability to ask more questions and be a little less shy.

Lucas and I took one trip to Victoria, the most beautiful and tiny town in Entre Rios. The three days we spent there were calm and silly. Time spent golfing on a mini-golf course right on the hotel grounds. Teaching each other card games. Taking kid bikes to ride the hills of the town. We went to the most beautiful church I have ever seen in my life. Rose glow everywhere; I was practically converted on the spot. The drives to and from Victoria were in Lucas's mom's car and she has the best music to listen to Leon someone, and M. Rosa. Listening to this kind of passion, latin music straight from the belly of oppression and looking out at the beautiful landscape of Entre Rios made me beyond thankful for the privilege of this experience.

Lots of Moka and so many laughs with Cintia over the year.

At my 9 month refresh, I just paid a fine to remain in Argentina for an extra 90 days. Somewhere around this time, we were moved into the new place and I was adjusting, taking buses much more but also starting to become a Rosario bicyclist. Perhaps the only one in Rosario who always wears a helmet, I am thankful to have one as the path is intense.

In October, I spent 2-3 weeks in Valparaiso and Vina del Mar in Chile. A beautiful experience and great opportunity to travel outside of the country alone. That trip is beyond words, but I will never forget my time there. When I came back, I had the distinct feeling of: thank god I'm back in Argentina, such a relief to go back to the ease. Since I've never felt that feeling about Argentina, I thought that was really remarkable.

After this time, I started realizing I had less and less time to be with friends until I left for the holiday in the USA. Spring found it's way to Rosario and I crawled out of my sad cocoon and really started to build a relationship with my lovely and patient boss. Very thankful for that one. I just tried to start putting myself out there more in general and all of my relationships improved during this time. Towards the end of the year, I got back into soccer a bit, saw my favorite tango singer sing, had the best intercambio con Natalia, and just had a lot more fun in general.

The year ended the way it started: with an intensive Spanish class with Cintia and Clau. This time, the students were more at my level, two Frenchie's, and the cutest German girl. These kids were about the university age and they were just so bright and quick to learn that I really became re-inspired to teach their specific age. Such life and hope is truly wonderful to be around. It was also just fantastic to be around two great teachers. Cintia and Clau are so different, but both of them teach me how to be a better teacher in the process of teaching Spanish.

I'm trying to think if there were any other significant happenings. I fought with Lucas a lot. Being so close together in the apartment and transitioning from a 100% long distance relationship, compounded by the fact that we both are so hard-headed and particular brought us a year of passionate disagreement. I've never learned so much about myself in a relationship and it's been a great opportunity to get to know someone so deeply. Always room for improvement but we are onto the next year, and I feel pretty darn relaxed about it.

Oh! I forgot about my private lesson with Fani. These lasted about 2 months as I had reached a point of frustration with Spanish and just felt like I needed to make moves. We worked together twice a week and though we eventually stopped, I most enjoyed getting to know Fani in between the lessons.

Subbed for Tuesday morning classes for Steph in Sept. and met three very kind students at Velocity.

Ummmm, for now I think that's it.

So, now I have to decide what I want to achieve/make happen in the new year. These will be very similar to goals from the past but with added emphasis on a couple goals. I always know I'm moving in the right direction, but this year seems like it will be a turning point for me.

1. Bolivia
2. Contact past professors for support
3. Complete grad school apps
4. Colombia
5. Gain residency status in Argentina and teach at the university level
6. Continue soccer and tango
7. Start doing yoga consistently at home
8. Cut my hair really short
9. Make my apartment feel homey
10. Take a Spanish exam

Will update next year.

Monday, September 26, 2016

Update

My goals from last year:

1. Take a completely solo trip abroad. (Not to see a bf😁) Places on the radar: Iceland, Mongolia, Tanzania, Brazil, back to Thailand, back to Paris, back to Amsterdam.
2. Read and write for 10min each day.
3. Master cooking five dishes.
4. Live in a different U.S. city (NYC) and/or abroad.
5. Work in a university or teaching setting.
6. Develop a conversational proficiency in Spanish.
7. Apply to grad school.
8. Continue to volunteer.
9. Make my apartment super cutie but maintain a minimalist lifestyle.

10. Careeeeeeer--continue to figure and try not to stress.

A little update. Based on the goals above, um, no, I failed at life, basically. I did, however, get two new jobs. One at the Denver Art Museum and one at Art Student's League of Denver, two incredibly different non-profits but both of course in the art world. What else have I done this year? I did go to Argentina and I did travel to Chile alone--but only for a couple of days--so I'm not sure if that counts as solo travel! I have been reading more, and I have been writing more in a journal. My insta travel stories were also a nice touch to some of the amazing snaps I've been able to take along the way and gave me a good outlet to write in a more creative way. Overall, this year has been fantastic for lowering my stress level. I settled into the most amazing apartment I could've ever found, and I lived a really easy and simple life. Both of my jobs are within a 10 minute walking or driving distance. I go to the used bookstore down the street almost every day. I pop into my favorite thrift stores next door whenever I feel a surge of fashion inspiration. I run five minutes to candlelit yoga each night. My cooking has not improved a great deal but I'm alive and when I'm feeling fancy, I walk the two minutes to Whole Foods to find something special. My whole life is within walking distance--a sweet Capitol Hill, Denver existence. I furnished my apartment with thrifted and craigslisted finds--the most modern and chic apartment I could've ever dreamed of--somehow I made the somewhat dingy space completely shine, and I'm most proud of this creation. I'm surrounded by beautiful books and beautiful plants gifted by my fav yoga boo who also works at the Botanic Gardens. I've been improving upon my Spanish. I've watched 65 award winning Spanish language films of my goal of 100. I developed some of the best and deepest female friendships of my life. Kelsey, April, Amanda and Ashley completely took care of me and gave me a new perspective on life in Denver. I babysat for the most amazing family, three boys of pure energy who gave me a lift each time. I visited Yellowstone, driving 35 hours in four days by myself. I secured two jobs in Argentina. I applied for more jobs (in Denver) than I ever thought possible, becoming truly proficient at resume and cover letter updates, if not all that "successful." I got really fucking good at yoga, progress like molasses completely sneaking up on me. I visited home for my dearest home friend's baby shower--I touched her belly and felt a real miracle. I went to my high school reunion and had the craziest time and laughed my head off with Michelle, whom I've known since we were babies. I went to my grandpa's funeral and saw all of my cousins and aunt's and uncles--we had the most amazing time being together at my grandparents house. I arranged for my immediate family to ALL visit at the same time in Colorado after two plus years of being apart. 

Anyway, I'm prepping to leave the country now, so everything in life is busy and time is traveling extremely fast. Will write another update when I can.

Sonja

Wednesday, October 7, 2015

2016 goals and the somehow successful debacle that was last year

Can I make resolutions for the new year when it's only October?? It's just that...I somehow did a decent job with last year's goals (despite feeling like a mess) and I'm already ready for the next round.

This year was huge for me. I came back from three months in Europe and then traveled to Iowa City, Denver, and Austin for a month. I tried to make up my mind about where to live and traveled between Iowa City and Denver something like six times. I lived on my dear friend April's couch intermittently for six plus months and that alone was an experience I could write about for days. I finally settled into a job and found a three month sublease. I moved into a beautiful interim apartment for one month before settling into my first one bedroom apartment this month. Between all this moving business, I traveled to Italy, France and Argentina and hosted Lucas in Chicago and Denver. I volunteered at the Denver Botanic Gardens, the Denver Public Library and Lighthouse Writers Workshop. I TA-ed for my favorite poetry professor. I got promoted at Anthropologie during this time but have also been declined from more 'dream jobs' than I could ever imagine. I restarted my yoga practice and am getting back to being somewhat buff after eating all the donuts in Austria.

My goals for 2016:
1. Take a completely solo trip abroad. (Not to see a bf😁) Places on the radar: Iceland, Mongolia, Tanzania, Brazil, back to Thailand, back to Paris, back to Amsterdam.
2. Read and write for 10min each day.
3. Master cooking five dishes.
4. Live in a different U.S. city (NYC) and/or abroad.
5. Work in a university or teaching setting.
6. Develop a conversational proficiency in Spanish.
7. Apply to grad school.
8. Continue to volunteer.
9. Make my apartment super cutie but maintain a minimalist lifestyle.
10. Careeeeeeer--continue to figure and try not to stress.

YAY GOALS AND LISTS AND FALL!

Tuesday, June 30, 2015

10 shopping tips for the indecisive or impulsive on a budget...

Some things I've learned in the past couple months of frugal living.

1. If you buy a piece of clothing and don't wear it within 24 hours, you're not inspired enough. Take the item back immediately and have no remorse.
2. Don't ever buy anything that doesn't fit your body in that moment. If it's too big or too small, easy decision, don't buy it and don't regret it.
3. Never buy anything that an old version of yourself would've loved. I recently found the perfect hat for Sonja of two years ago--she would have worn that hat into the ground. But Sonja today doesn't wear hats and because I didn't wear it within 24 hrs, I followed my own advice from tip numero uno. It was painful; that hat was truly beautiful, but it's just not right to buy things and not use them.
4. Conversely, if you're ever at a store, find something, decide to wait, and are still thinking about said item a week later, get your ass back to the store and just buy it and love it forever.
5. If you don't feel like yourself in what you're wearing, take it back or donate it immediately. Whether you're dressed up or dressed down, the most important component of personal style is the "personal" part. Every time I buy something, I ask myself if it's the most "Sonja" thing I've ever worn in my life. If the answer is yes and the price is close to zero dollars, I go for it.
6. A white shirt can work wonders. This tip is really just all about basics. The perfect white tee can work with anything. Jeans, fancy pants, scarves, necklaces, dressed up, dressed down, unlimited silhouettes and guaranteed swagger from being sooo-o-o-ooo comfortable. Which leads me to...
7. Comfort rules all. If your new garment is itchy or digs into your skin at the wrong angle, (however beautiful!), it's not worth it and should be returned immediately. This also goes for any sort of outfit or garment that needs consistent adjustments while wearing. Do you have to constantly tug at the hem, or fix the fit? NO, don't do that to yourself. Life is just too fucking short, my people.
8. Don't buy fake leather shoes or shitty quality anything. I have a tough time keeping track of where my clothing comes from or if anything is "ethical" to buy anymore, but I have learned how to recognize quality fabrics and leathers, both at the thrift store and in stores. Paying attention to quality and exclusively buying these items ensures that everything you own will last almost forever and you won't end up spending a fortune on stupid things you don't need.
9. Which leads me to...take care of the things you have. Just like with your hair, you don't need to wash that pair of pants every day you wear them. Just don't and see what happens. Nothing happens, you just wear the pants again and everything is great. Don't throw your clothes in a pile on the ground at the end of the night. Have some respect and appreciation for the beautiful thing you just bought for gods sake. You're lucky to even be able to buy anything at all.
10. If you do choose to buy something, make absolute certain that it is either functional or fills your life with so much joy that you can justify that decision.

Being more intentional with what I buy and don't buy makes me feel like a better and more clear minded person. I still struggle with donating items I don't use. I still struggle with impulse or straight up dumb shopping decisions. But I am doing my best to live more simply without clutter and all the extra baggage of S-T-U-F-F.

BONUS TIP!

GIVE GIFTS!!!! Do you own something that you know someone else would love? Are you not so inspired by said item anymore? Give it away! It feels awesome to give thoughtful gifts and I always feel better knowing a friend is benefiting from my "what were you thinking" pile.

Sunday, April 5, 2015

New Years progress

No need to read this folks, I'm just making lists again for my own records. Aside from New Years resolutions, I've made one of those 'Accomplishments Jars' where you just toss in the cool things you've done that year and get all the warm fuzzies at the end of the year instead of being sad for not accomplishing any goals. I'm actually doing alright with my goals though, so I figured I'd log that before the year goes to hell.

1.  Stop looking at my phone before bed. Not yet.
2.  Live alone. Not yet.
3.  Get a job. Yep.
4.  Travel to another country (South America???). I've traveled to Italy and France this year.
5.  Volunteer for a writing non-profit. I've been volunteering at Lighthouse Writer's Workshop in Denver and I love it. I also added the Denver Public Library to the mix this year.
6.  Get back into yoga. I started with a month but now I have to sign up for more. 
7.  Move to a different U.S. city. Not yet.

I wrote those goals down on the blog but my actual goals, written in a different notebook, are as follows:

1. Sleep. Sorted.
2. Skin. I'm trying.
3. Yoga. Started.
4. Job. Sorted.
5. Water. Ongoing effort.
6. Simplify relationships. Sorted.
7. Live in a different city. Not yet.
8. Go abroad. Sorted, but would like to go to a country I've not yet been.
9. Write more. Kinda. I've been writing quick blurbs on my Instagram account about travel experiences and though it's not poetry or journalism, it does feel like a slight accomplishment.
10. Read more books/poetry. Yes. Read Nocturnes by Ishiguro and am currently slugging through 1Q84 by Murikami. Also, Carl Sandburg's Chicago poems and started Boyhood by Coetzee.
11. Live alone. Not yet.

Change...

Change is gonna come.

Funny how life goes....before I had nothing going for me in the U.S.  No job prospects, nothing to do. The help of beautiful friends and family was all that was keeping me alive and motivated.  A $30 month of unlimited yoga didn't hurt those productivity vibes.

But here I am, from zero to two jobs, three volunteers posts, and a shorty trip abroad booked as a reward for getting through these months of fear and doubt as an unemployed person, burnt out and broke from years in school, months of backpacking about Europe, and the months to follow living out of two duffle bags in the U.S., bouncing from home to home  I think my problem was that I was looking for the "right" job.  Something that fit me perfectly.  I've written some of the most beautiful and inspiring cover letters out there.  I've revamped my resume endlessly.  I've searched countless job search websites looking for "it," the perfect job.

But then I got desperate.  No money means no travel, no home of my own, and a cloud of debilitating fear.  And that is just a terrible feeling.  So, I stopped caring so much and just worked every day to send in at least one resume each day to places that inspire me, even just slightly inspire me.  Because who the hell cares at this point?  I'm passionate about a lot of things, and once I can start putting myself into different job situations, I know I'll sort out the dreaded career stuff.  For now, though, my bills need payin' and I gotta get back to a somewhat normal Sonja way of life.

Who knows, maybe the past months have been a kind of normal for me.  I'll always be a bit of a vagabond.  When I showed up to April's place, I was wearing sweatpants, socks and flipflops, and was hauling two duffle bags with a blanket around my neck.  April buckled over laughing, but I think the past year has given me such a variety of living situations that I'm not even phased by the crazy that comes along with it anymore. Liminality is my lifestyle and I may as well buckup and enjoy it while I can get away with it.

Friday, February 13, 2015

Valentines

Jazz, ice cream sandwiches and solitude to ring in this years Valentines Day, a 'holiday' I'm fairly neutral about.  It's rare for me to be alone in the apartment for an extended period of time, but April is galavanting in the mountains and I'm here to hold down the fort and get back into this Denver life. I'd first planned to get the heck out of Denver and stay out, say so long to my problems by running like hell. But the city itself is never the problem and I've been coaxed back by a support system I never fully recognized or appreciated until now.  So, Denver it is for the time being, even if that means my mind is often oceans away, always ready to jump at the chance to see more and live in ways I've always feared.  I can't help but feel that ants in my pants, edge of my seat anticipation of future travel, but I must say, Denver is treatin my right at the moment.